Chapter 57

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Okay this is taking way longer to get to 3K than I expected... At one point, the reads were going up so fast, and now it kinda went dead. I just wanna upload the special chapter. :(

*Charlie's P.O.V.*

"We're almost home." I hear Emily say.
Almost home? Wait. We're in the car? What?
"When did we start going home?" I sleepily ask. "How'd I get here?"
"I carried you, you passed out before. You said something about being tired and then just fell onto me." Caspar says.

I weakly smile at him. I feel so tired. Its probably just because I just woke up.
"Can you carry me in? Sorry, I just feel really exhausted. I don't know why."

"Of course." He smiles. I'm so lucky that I have Caspar, and not some selfish boyfriend who never looks after me.

Caspar always looks after me, he always makes sure I'm alright. I look out for him as well, but he is so sweet, even when he doesn't really need to be. He's so kind to me. He always has been.

I shut my eyes once again, being swallowed into the silence of sleep.

"Come on, you." Caspar says quietly, almost as a whisper, as I feel myself being lifted.
I now feel weightless, and I can't feel much, my hands are in my lap, and my head up against Caspar's chest.

I keep my eyes shut, because I don't have the energy to fully wake up yet. Plus - if we're outside still, the light would blind me.

"Why are you carrying Charlie in the house?" I hear Max's little voice ask.
"Because when she got really tired and fell asleep at the park, she stayed asleep, I didn't want to wake her." Caspar says.

"That's nice of you. I wish I was strong enough to carry other people." Max says.
"You'll be strong soon, Maxi. You'll have to work hard for it though." Caspar tells Max.
"I will." He says.

I feel warmth hit me instantly, as we probably just entered the house. I feel a movement upward, so I guess we're going upstairs.

After a short while, I'm being placed gently on the soft bed.
My eyes flutter open slowly, and my eyes come into contact with Caspar's innocent face, gazing down at me.
"We just got home." He smiles.
"Yeah, I heard you and Max talking a bit. I was awake in my head." I smile.

"Awake in your head?" Caspar laughs.
"Yeah, haven't you heard people say it before?" I giggle.
"Uh, no. I can't say I have, to be honest." He laughs.
"Well its a thing, shh." I smile.

"Anywayyy," He drags out. "I think we're ordering pizza for dinner. We can share one up here if you like?" He suggests.
"Yes please." I quickly say, smiling.
"Okay, what topping?" Caspar asks.
"I like what you like." I smile.
"Alrighty, be back soon." He says, walking out of the room.

I turn over, to see my phone on the side table, next to the bed. Maybe it fell out of my pocket or something, or Caspar thought I'd be uncomfortable with it in my pocket, so he put it there.

Well, it doesn't fuss me how it got there, I'm just glad it is there.
I tap in my pass code, and open Twitter. I look through my mentions, and see Caspar's name. Oh lord, what's he posted of me?

I tap it, and wait for the tweet to load.
It's a picture of me in the car, asleep. Its captioned, "Look how tired my baby is.❤"

Aw. I can't help but think he's adorable, it isn't even too bad of a photo, at least he didn't tweet a really deep one.

The door opens and he walks in.

"Been posting photos of me, I see?" I smirk.
"Yeah, I wanted to make sure I got a cute one, because you looked so at peace, and I couldn't let the moment go to waste. I'll have you know, it took me about twenty shots to get a really good photo. I know you're sensitive about what photos of you get put online, that's all." He smiles. "Look."

He walks over to me, unlocking his phone.
He opens his camera roll and shows me all the different photos.
"Oh thank god you didn't post that one anywhere." I say, pointing to one of the photos.
"Nah, I knew that one wasn't acceptable in your books. I wanna keep these all though, I love them all. I want to get collage frame, and put at least one of these in there. I want to frame all our memories, so when we have kids, they can see it all - how much fun we've had." Caspar says, his voice growing softer near the end.
"It'll be amazing." I say, smiling.

"When?" He asks.
I look at him, confused.
"When what?" I ask.
"When do you want to have kids?" Caspar asks.
"I don't know, whenever it happens I suppose." I answer, truthfully.

We just lay in the bed together in a comfortable silence. He plays with my hair, twisting it in his fingers.

I feel my eyes get heavy, with the calming actions of his. I shut my eyes, letting myself fall asleep.

So there's been so much going on in my life lately like holy motherfuckin shit. So much.
I'm dyin' here. But yeah, really there's heaps.

Sorry if these chapters are getting a bit lousy, at the end of this book, I am planning on doing a massive, massive edit on this, maybe merging chapters together to make them longer? Idk. :') but I will be writing a sequel, and I have a pretty good idea for a sequel, that I won't tell you because, you know, SURPRISES.

YeH.

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